I love my daughter.
“If you can’t say anything nice”…
We’ve all heard it.
When I was little, I remember getting told that occasionally. Now, as a mom, I have found myself saying the same thing to my own kids. It’s usually when they’re in a heated argument over who gets to sit in the middle seat or a great debate over who ate the last piece of licorice. Usually, I am able to end the arguments pretty swiftly by confessing that, “IT WAS ME! I ate the last piece, and it was GOOD!”
Yes, my kids fight. And yes, sometimes, when they do…they don’t say very nice things.
We’re all guilty. Things have been said that we wish we could take back. Words spew out of our mouths that should have gone through some type of filter first. But once the words have been spoken, they’re out.
Emaleigh came home from school yesterday…
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